41 acessos
I bet it hurts to read permanence
I used to think on all of this
And how you don't
Damn its hard to find
Sustenance when all I had
Was love for this
And now you don't
Now I just abuse
Substances to drown out your accomplishments however few
All of this frustrates me bad cause I can't stay mad at you or change anything that I had she told me don't think like that its really not that bad
I hope this makes you sad
I hope this makes you sad
If its something serious
Then hit me up
But until then the door is shut
Forget my room
And if I had a match for every lie
And every attempt to deny
I'd strike a few
I am the walls the silent halls
My jacket at your sister's wedding
Navy blue